One Piece’S Scarlet Swordsman

"Gurulu..."

"Is that the legendary Kingdom of Djerma in North Blue's bedtime story?"

Azita sat on the bow of the boat holding a wine barrel and raised it from time to time. The wine flowed into the big mouth like a stream, but part of it overflowed from the mouth and flowed down the chin and chest.

"Hey, if you drink like this, all the good wine is wasted by you."

The same sturdy man sitting next to him, with a pointed long red rosacea, his face flushed, holding a wine gourd in his hand, turning his head to look at Azita on the left.

"Don't be long-winded, it's impossible to have labor and management drink like a woman."

Azita drank the whole barrel of wine completely, got up violently and threw the barrel in his hand to the direction of Germa in the distance. The half-empty barrel was blown to pieces by a cannonball and floated in the sea.

"Almost, it's coming."

Looking at the Kingdom of Djerma, which is approaching from afar, Azita's strong and terrifying upper body bowed slightly, and his body shook, and his body began to grow. The height of more than four meters continued to expand, and his skin became black and became rougher and softer. The hairs grow continuously, turning into thick, hard hairs comparable to steel. A meat bun grows on each side of the head. The meat bun breaks at the next moment, and a pair of hard and dark sturdy horns grow out of the meat bun, finally turning into a body shape. A monster comparable to the giants.

"Zoan·Bison Fruit·Human and Beast Form."

"Moo roar~!!!"

There was a roar in place, and the powerful force even caused a storm, causing the sea to fluctuate. The sea water spread to the surroundings in a circle, and the legs were bent, "boom", and jumped up, comparable to the size of the giants. The increased height turned into a black spot, with the intention of invading the territory of the Kingdom of Djerma from a high altitude.

"Hiccup~"

Nigas was still sitting on the bow of the ship, letting out a burp, watching the black spot in the sky gradually fall, and finally landed inside the territory of the Kingdom of Djerma, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"That stupid cow, went to give away the head again."

At this time, on the Ragnarok, Gurant was sitting on the throne. There were only a few pirates on board, responsible for the navigation and control of the ship, as well as the guard. In this position, there is very little that will let him. Do it yourself.

"Gulante, your handling is too rough."

On the deck, Vegapunk spoke to Grant.

Sitting on a pure white sofa, in front of him is a dining table with a white tablecloth. There are wine and tea on it, as well as some desserts, fruits, and various haute cuisines. Of course, these are all his own requirements.

Gurant didn't reply, just staring straight at the other person, waiting for his next sentence, Vegapunk put down the glass and spoke again.

"No force in the world can do without the involvement of interests."

"Twenty kingdoms form the World government for profit, and more than two hundred World governments join for profit."

"It's also for the benefit of you and me to cooperate, and Germa and bigmom are also for the benefit."

Vegapunk looked in the direction of Djerma Kingdom. Although the Ragnarok was outside the battlefield, he could still vaguely see the roaring sea area.

"Sometimes, violence does not solve the problem."

Gurant was expressionless, but said indifferently:

"What do you mean, let me win him?"

Vegapunk chuckled, "The power that can converge is the real power."

Gurant closed his eyes and said indifferently:

"But what I want is, all of Derma 66."

Vegapunk understands that people like Gurant, unless they have the same strength as him, don't want to be on the same line with him.

Now it is not only for the research facilities he needs, but the behemoth [The Scarlet Pirates], who has taken a fancy to the power of the entire Djerma Kingdom.

However, this is also normal. As long as one sees the military power of the Kingdom of Djerma, anyone will have a malice called greed.

"I can negotiate." Vegapunk replied.

Gurant opened his eyes, looked at Vegapunk, and whispered, "What good is it for you to do this?"

"Humph~~"

"Don't underestimate my instrument."

Vegapunk laughed suddenly, resting his right leg on his left leg, hands together on his knees.

"Our cooperation is based on you, and to increase your strength is to increase my strength."

The wine glass in Gurant's hand shook lightly and raised it lightly. The sunlight passed through the wine glass, revealing a coquettish red light.

"Really, you know where you are?"

Vegapunk's head is slightly lowered, and the corners of his mouth are drawn upward. The bright sun shines on the top of his head, and the lens under the bangs reflects a white light.

"In this dark and dull world..."

"People, only when you see yourself clearly can you not lose your way."

…………

"Hey, is this guy really a scientist?"

Bruceley leaned his hands back on the ship's gunwale, watching Vegapunk enjoying food and drinking wine, and said uncomfortably: "It's so much better than us pirates."

"To shut up."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was reprimanded by Brigitte, who was her sister.

"If you don't have his ability, don't talk about his behavior, you will remember this sentence for me."

"Hi~Hi~" Bruce Lee agreed, lowered his head, raised his hands and agreed.

…………

"Shelling!"

"They must not be allowed to invade the Kingdom of Djerma!"

"boom!"

With the roar of artillery, the distance between the pirate fleet and the Kingdom of Djerma was continuously shortening, and soon entered a white-hot stage. A large number of pirates set foot on the territory of the Kingdom of Djerma. In contrast, they continued to gush from the castle of the Kingdom of Djerma. A large number of reformed soldiers, they are not afraid of death, not afraid of injury, not fear, even if they fight to the last hand and kick, they must fight back.

"Chong, kill them all!"

"boom!"

A cowboy pirate wearing a beige cloak rushed forward with a long knife, shouting to charge. However, the next moment he was hit by a shot, and then a Djerma soldier drew a long knife from his waist and slashed it. Down.

"Chang!"

The cowboy pirate quickly raised his long knife in front of him, barely preventing the blow.

"Da da da da..."

However, when the two were fighting, there was a burly modified soldier in the distance carrying a Gatling-like machine gun weapon. The six barrels rotated at high speed, and in a short period of time, they shot thousands of bullets to destroy the enemies in front. Shoot them all.

Throughout the entire battlefield, although the soldiers of the Djerma Kingdom are slightly inadequate in combat effectiveness, the madness of being undaunted to death makes the pirates fearful.

"Clone soldiers made for battle, not afraid of death."

Luo Jian resisted ghost crying, standing on the top of the mainmast of a three-masted sailing ship, looking at the reformed army that was dragging a large number of pirates with a small number of soldiers below, the corner of his mouth showed a curve.

"This military force is worthy of being a country of science and technology for generations, and its strength is stronger than the average large-scale pirate group."

"However, it will be accepted by the Scarlet Pirates in the future."

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